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OUTCAST 41
Vastu News was reporting from a drone from Al-Aranb, a city on the central highway of the Choban Valley, where nomads had broken into in the morning. Several houses were on fire, robbery was going on in the city, residents fled in different directions. Black smoke billowed from the mall, and dust swirled through the streets, kicked up by a swarm of jeeps. The broadcast was silent, but social networks were full of videos taken by participants in the events. In horror, residents posted how SUVs with machine guns were moving through the streets. Bearded haired men drove in jeeps directly into adobe huts, which one they liked, and broke into cabinets, climbed into basements, grabbed computers, household appliances, took them out and put them in trunks. Behind them, trucks with women and children drove into the streets, who ran home, raking out everything else - dishes, food, clothes, toys. They scoured the cellars and roofs in search of residents who did not have time to escape - they had
OUTCAST 42
I looked into the forward view camera. Unlike the simulation program in the "windows", there was real space here, this is how it looked like where I was flying. Gray ripples, not disturbed by anything. No objects, nothing but gray flickering gloom. Only in the lower right corner of this void is a running stream of numbers - the distance traveled, speed, coordinates, course parameters.The ripples were not in the cell, but in my eyes. There was a lump in the throat, nausea, all the time disturbing with the urge to vomit. His forehead hurt, heartbeats were hard to feel in all veins. I just started to come to my senses, at least I began to roughly understand where I am, what day it is ... I flew away from Belolessia, consider it automatically. Set a course to the side "to hell away." Well, at least all the batteries were charged before "everything".The shower did not help, it immediately felt sick there. Sleep didn't help. Instead of sleep, I fell into a resounding failure and only saw
OUTCAST 43
The co-chairman of the Intergalactic Commission on State Building and Law, Gilats, who agreed to an exclusive interview in his hotel room, is simply incredible luck for Wagner and his team. Beginners are lucky, although colleagues in the workshop, looking enviously after them, were sure that this was due to “some kind of secret smear”. Precisely, no one “punched” this contact for the guys, it was really lucky. Toli Lilit somehow very gracefully threw her legs over her legs, sitting in an armchair in the first row of the commission's meeting room. Toli Gilats saw their reports from the Choban Valley (I must say, they thundered and were noted as very successful. The filmmakers were noticed and respected). Tolya liked Wagner's hilarious question at the press conference... In short, suddenly, caught in the corridor, Gilats told my filmmakers to come to him in the evening with a camera, to work.In the room, while the four were fiddling with cameras, sound, background and light, Wagner beg
OUTCAST 44
Hot in the back seat of the gelika with tinted windows comfortably stretched out his long legs and looked out the window as the car drove out of the sanatorium, where in the gym now his 12 fighters were sleeping sweetly in anticipation of morning coffee and buns. They were here under the guise of a team of workers - plasterers and painters, and he was like their foreman, who went to the city for paint and other things.Five days ago, a "legitimate" drug lord received him sincerely at Wolf's Beach. We spent the night with cognac and shish kebab on the shore of a quiet moon pond, listening to night birds and frogs, having a swim in cool water, having a chat for life. We also talked about mournful matters, and the baron gave a normal contact. They crossed the border along the path of drug couriers and surrendered to the local border guards in the Valley of Thunder, who brought them to this sanatorium. For three days we slept and ate in the gym without going out into the street. Finally,
OUTCAST 45
After all the troubles in Marchand, I still didn’t even want to play any shooting games or strategies. I flipped through the new toys and closed the app. Yes, and with all these thoughts about reality and virtuality, I wanted to deal with something material. Saved my ship. Nothing was broken, but I got into the service compartments - wipe the nodes with oil, tighten the screws, check the voltage and temperatures.Still, it was real iron, without any holograms there. It was hard or flexible, hot or cold, it responded with a tinkle or a hum to my touch, I felt my aggregates and wires with my hands. Even if it comes to that, and I myself am all virtual, then my spaceship is real. He has mass, speed, coordinates. He has an age - the date of manufacture and the registration certificate is genuine, and not glued together by hackers or rogues from the village ovir. So, if doubts about the reality of my existence crept in, then he has a real body ...He has not only a body, but also a mind -
OUTCAST 46
General Johnson Wallace was scolded by Maat. She dressed in a uniform-like suit with a tight, short skirt and a tight-fitting jacket. Playing with her calf muscles, standing up on her toes, she looked at the window of the bar on the floor of the hotel, where the general-co-chairman of the Military Intergalactic Commission spent the night. Then she sat down at the table next to him and, finally, hooked. The military liked the energetic, physically strong and sexy famous journalist - Wallace agreed to an hour or two of conversation on camera that evening.Maat played an enthusiastic girl currying favor with an influential military leader, smiled, and then told how horrified she was from everything she saw in the Choban Valley.- I am sure that if your dream came true, and our army would try to defend Choban, repel the invasion, you would be even more horrified. We can't shoot an entire nation, with children and old people. You know, my experience, and everything I've learned, is that we
OUTCAST 47
Hoth decided not to leave the image of a specialist builder for the time being, in the same outfit, with the same legend, he found transport in Largange to V Zera, to Man. As a normal tight-fisted hard worker, he was looking for something cheaper and found a cool option for 20 gold with an average flight price of 30. Some small office with a couple of dozen medium-sized boards drove this route once a month and the next flight was just two days later.The vessel was carrying 100 tons of cargo on two luggage decks and a hundred passengers on the "human" one. 20 gold is a minimum of amenities and a two-time ration of tubes. With Hoth's current budget, that was fine with him. After takeoff, feeling weightless, the experienced Jedi strapped himself to a sunbed in the cockpit for twenty of the same unpretentious couchettes, and prepared to endure a month. In flight, it was forbidden to use the Internet, Hoth flew to the library, where they gave out discs with movie recordings - watch them i
OUTCAST 48
Jackie, editor-in-chief of InterMedia, a huge intergalactic news holding, was mildly interested in Skype:- Are you completely opposed to your guys joining me on staff?- Yes, these are not "my" guys, they are on their own. Just talented and promising, do not want to have them spoiled there. Your editors are like asphalt rollers, they level everyone so that they don’t stick out ..."Filmmakers" thundered, that is necessary. Reporting from the Choban Valley and exclusive interviews from the intergalactic sessions broke records in views and citations. They were now known and wanted everywhere, it is a pity that the glory fell not on their real names, but on nicknames. Now it is necessary, perhaps, to live under these names. Before them opened an excellent road to start in journalism. I didn't even know if I had the right to prevent it. My personal sour journalistic experience is one thing, it is bitter for me. But should it be imposed on their lives? All of a sudden things will be diffe